You were the one to command the massacre of soul,
Amongst the screams and darkness I was able to remain whole.
My virginity, my heart- those precious jewels you stole
Your vicious blows have just now stopped taking their toll.
And my friend I can not tell you, what the future does hold,
But I hope you burn in hell, I hope you burn burn burn. Blacker than the darkest coal.
-Jessica Carpenter-
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